Popular Symbolism Poems

The one thing which we seek with insatiable desire is to forget ourselves, … to lose our sempiternal memory, and to do something without knowing how or why….” ~ Ralph Waldo Emerson







she

has appeared

for me ..

watching me
following me ..


an intervention
decodes me this

now…

will i be able to
sense her presence ..



she had risen for me
from the deep seas
.. in her enchanted seal
form .. her dense shiny skin ...

To plumb the depths of mind,  
a cavern vast,  
Where shadows dance  
and hidden pathways twist.  
 
The first, stark question,  
echoing at last:  
What light will pierce  
this ever-present mist?  
 
A blindman's fumble,  
grasping at the void,  
A search for purchase,  
where no foothold lies.  
 
Yet, in this darkness,  
dreams are unalloyed,  
A writer's touch,  
where starlight fills the skies.  
 
The sun, a forge,  
where fiery rivers run,  
Its light...